Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

After struggling for a while, Song Qingzhu didn't go in, but stayed at the door for a while, and then returned to his office.

When she got off work in the afternoon, Song Qingzhu didn't pack her things as usual, snowflakes fell outside the window, she looked at the mobile phone on the table, lost in thought.

I always feel something is not right.

As for what was wrong, she couldn't tell.

You Tingting had already changed into casual clothes and was about to leave. When she passed by her office, she opened the door and went in. She didn't see her packing her things, so she asked, "Qingzhu, are you still leaving?"

"immediately."

Song Qingzhu, who came back to his senses, raised his head subconsciously, hurriedly stuffed his things into the bag, then went to change into casual clothes, and the two went out together.

Her office is on the fifth floor, and the distance from 503 is only a few hundred meters. When passing by 503, Song Qingzhu turned her head and took a look. The thick glass couldn't see what was going on inside. She didn't think much, turned around and followed You Tingting Out of the hospital.

The two bid farewell to each other across the road and left.

Song Qingzhu went home by bus, and You Tingting's family came to pick her up.

When she arrived at the bus stop, a man walked up to her and stood beside her, intentionally getting very close to her. Song Qingzhu glanced at him, and found that he seemed to be unable to feel it at all. He was wearing earphones and staring ahead. And dance to the music.

Song Qingzhu didn't think much about it, she moved to the side, and when she lowered her head, her elbow was bumped suddenly, and she raised her head again to look at the man, who came over again at some point.

She frowned, her eyes were heavy, and she walked to the end of the bus station again.

During the peaceful interval, more and more people were waiting for the bus, but most of them were women. She didn't take it to heart. It was common for someone to push and hit someone, but she could feel her The bag was torn open, and she grabbed the hand that reached into the bag, "Are you a thief?"

When she looked up, she was shocked to find that this person was the one who kept approaching her just now.

The man was found and quickly shook off her hand and ran away.

Song Qingzhu was not to be outdone, she followed closely behind.

The other people waiting for the bus at the bus stop were dumbfounded, and they didn't react at all, only to find that the two rushed out of the crowd.

Song Qingzhu's face changed slightly, and he was running on a long narrow path. The thief in front was out of breath, but he was still running persistently.Seeing this, Song Qingzhu quickly looked around, she was most familiar with this place, and knew where was the shortest way and where was the farthest way.

This narrow trail is far.

There were dots of snowflakes floating in the black sky, Song Qingzhu turned a corner, and ran straight to another narrow road to take the trail, which can directly reach the turning road ahead, just in time to intercept him.

Song Qingzhu stood in the middle of the road panting, watching the thief run while looking back, not noticing that the person behind him had already come to the front, he couldn't help but lighten his steps, but when he looked up, he was in front, and was startled .

He wiped the sweat from his brow, unable to run anymore.

He shouted to Song Qingzhu: "Why do you keep pestering me? I didn't steal anything from you."

Song Qingzhu pinched his five fingers, tilted his head to look at the bag on his back, narrowed his almond eyes, "What's in your bag?"

The thief guarded his bag vigilantly, "My own stuff!"

"Let me see." Song Qingzhu said.

Hearing this, the thief looked around. There was no one around here, and the sky was dark. If she was killed here, no one would know.

Rather than being chased by her, it is better to get rid of her.

The thief sneered, "Are you sure? There are only you and me here now."

Song Qingzhu looked at him expressionlessly, and repeated the sentence: "Open the bag, let me take a look."

Hearing this, the thief narrowed his small eyes, like a small peas. He quickly took out a sharp fruit knife from his pocket, held it in his hand for protection, and pointed at Song Qingzhu: "There is still time to leave now."

He gritted his teeth and threatened her.

Song Qingzhu was not afraid, she raised her eyes, her light-colored pupils flickered slightly, and asked firmly: "The things in your bag are all stolen."

The thief became furious. He never expected that this woman was not afraid of him. Since she was not afraid of him, she must be afraid of the knife in his hand.

"Since you insist on coming to die, then my knife is not vegetarian."

With a cry, the thief rushed forward, with a knife pointed straight at her.

Song Qingzhu dodged the knife lightly, and grabbed his wrist with one hand. With a slight movement, the thief let go of his hand in pain, and his face became tangled, turning into a liver color.

The knife fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

Song Qingzhu subdued him easily, and tied a knot with the scarf he carried with him, and tied his hands behind his back fiercely.

The backpack fell to the ground in an instant.

Song Qingzhu pushed him away, picked up the bag on the ground, and unzipped it. It was full of red bills.

"Come on, follow me to the police station."

Song Qingzhu grabbed his arm and led him to a nearby police station.

after an hour.

The police comrades held her hand very happily, and thanked her sincerely: "Thank you, Miss, for eliminating a pickpocket for the society. In fact, we have been paying attention to this pickpocket a few months ago, but he escaped by counter-detection. Never thought that he would actually be carried on your body."

Song Qingzhu waved his hand, indicating that it was a trivial matter.

"Since it's all right, I'll go first."

"Hey wait, miss, please leave me your address and contact information."

"What are you keeping this for?"

Comrade police scratched the back of his head foolishly, "You may need to go through the procedure later, it won't be too complicated, and you are brave enough to apply for a bonus for you."

"There is no need for bonuses." Song Qingzhu lowered his head and wrote down his phone number and address, and said while writing, "But if you have anything to do, please call, I'm leaving first."

This time the police comrades did not stop her again.

Seeing her heroically leaving without a trace of cloud, one of the female policemen couldn't help sighing: "So handsome."

"Okay, it's time to work, and finally caught this pickpocket!"

Song Qingzhu returned to his original position, and one bus should have already left, because there was no one in front of the platform.

She was the only one sitting alone on the bench, waiting for the arrival of the next bus.

Looking at the falling snowflakes and feeling the howling cold wind from all directions, her nose turned red from the cold, and she seemed to have forgotten to take back the scarf around her neck.Now the part of her neck is cold, and her eyes are so wind blown that she can't open her eyes.

A car appeared in front of her, the window fell down, and Rong Junrui's smiling face appeared in front of Song Qingzhu.